Mythical arena, the beginning summons the emperor of the ages

The ending came so suddenly that no one could react.

"Is that a win? Ten winks, not one more, not one less."

But the head belonging to Tripoca in Shentu's hand will not lie.

The Mexican people have completely given up hope and are crying and wailing together.

"Wow, the Sun God didn't even leave us his last words. He just left us like this."

The pain is real, but not just because of Tripocca's death.

And then there is the fate that the Indian pantheon will face.

For ten breaths, no one could see what was happening.

Only Su Ming saw clearly that although Shen Tu won, he did not win easily and almost lost his life.

"Lord Shentu, you...have a pleasant journey." Su Ming stepped forward and said.

Shen Tu nodded. What had been unfinished at the beginning was now completed.

No regrets anymore.

The people below were panicked: "What? The Lord Gate God..."

Got stabbed?

Su Ming didn't say much. Everyone has a different understanding of life and death. In his heart, the achievements of the Lord Door God today will last forever.

Of course, Shen Tu did not die.

It’s just that his soul had suffered too much damage, and his body had to bear such heavy karma that it could not bear the burden and collapsed long ago.

As for the rest, those Eastern saints will naturally reshape his body for him.

"I'm sorry, both great emperors. It's not that I want to show off, it's just that..." Shen Tu smiled bitterly and disappeared completely.

This added a sense of relaxation to the originally heavy atmosphere.

After Shen Tu disappeared, the two worlds of heaven and earth completely merged into one.

The Three Indian Saints and the Goddess Hou Tu also appeared from the void.

"Here is the sacred contract. You only have three minutes."

There is no need for the Valkyrie to read it, the words of Hou Tu Niangniang are the death warrant.

Faced with death, the three Indian saints did not go crazy.

Instead, he was very calm, had no intention of causing any trouble, and accepted the fact.

"Alas." In the unknown divine realm, Jehovah actually hopes that they will cause trouble.

Forcibly tear up the sacred contract. In the gap between the contract's effects, a few seconds or a second is enough for the saint to do many things, such as destroying the world.

"They still need to take care of the remaining people. The pantheon has been disbanded, but the people and living creatures are still there. Alas." Ahura sighed.

If it was him who went down to fight just now, he would probably have to face the same things.

After all, it is impossible for the Queen Mother Hou Tu to die in this battle.

They are the only ones who died.

"Forget it, wait until the gods of the three pantheons are exiled, and then you and I can spend more manpower to settle down as many as possible."

Hunab's face was so gloomy that water could be squeezed out of it, and he felt so much pain in his heart.

His shadow can be seen in all three Indian pantheons. In the end, he was the only one who jumped out. The others...

"Ugh."

……

"You win." Itsumner said heavily.

According to the agreement, they must commit suicide on the sacred arena.

Without further ado, the Three Saints lifted the Hundred-Year Death Curse.

These three minutes are their final swan song before their death.

For some reason, the whole world was filled with a faint sadness.

Including the Dragon Kingdom, there was also a sense of sadness.

"Western saints are enemies and villains. Why are they so brave..."

Sigh feeling.

It was not until Itsumna came in front of Su Ming and paused for a few seconds before smiling: “Destiny, how many people have given up everything for you, even one god system after another has been annihilated in the trajectory of fate.”

"Since you can predict the nodes of fate, I want to ask you."

"Have you seen how the three of us died?"

The question was thrown to Su Ming, just as It Sumner said.

He did see it.

But some answers are not convenient to say out loud, so I can only nod.

"Everything should be done according to your heart. Nothing is necessary and nothing is eternal." Su Ming said seriously.

After hearing this, Itsumner laughed out loud: "It's you again, fate."

"I want to follow my heart, but can some things really be changed?"

"Since even you have said so, I will try to... fight back!"

Su Ming's calm eyes suddenly lit up, and he just said, "Okay!"

In full view of the crowd, Su Ming jumped up and jumped into the ring.

By the time everyone reacted, they saw Su Ming and the Three Saints confronting each other.

"Going in?"

"Violation! Valkyrie, he entered the ring illegally, they lose!"

Xiaoyingjiang was the most active in this regard, and the Valkyrie soon expressed it.

"Following the rules of the Myth Arena, the lower-ranked can freely move through the arena space of the higher-ranked. Summoners belong to the disadvantaged group, so he can enter."

Summoner is weak?

That was in the past, Su Ming was indeed very weak, but it is different now.

Are there not many saints who died at his hands or died because of him?

"But no matter how powerful Su Shen is, he can never be a match for the Three Saints."

"What's going on? Are we going to go straight to the seventh game?"

Everyone was confused, and the Dragon people were sweating for Su Ming.

With Hou Tu Niangniang around, I guess nothing unexpected will happen.

At the same time, the army of the underworld retreated, leaving room for Su Ming.

One person faces three saints alone.

The Emperor of Fengdu and the Emperor of Dongyue looked at each other and sighed in their hearts.

"Why bother with so much trouble? It's just a matter for the Queen Mother Hou Tu to take action."

But since Su Ming came in person, they had nothing to say.

"Are you going to fight?"

Su Ming spread out his left hand and made a gesture of "please".

Only then did people realize that it was a fight.

Pachacamac was the first to go up, followed by Itzumna.

By the time they arrived at Ometeto, the Golden Triangle had just been formed.

"Damn, why can't I see again? Can I complain?"

Su Ming was surrounded by the Three Saints, and logically speaking, he was in danger.

But Queen Hou Tu was not worried at all and was still counting the number of people in the underworld.

None of her people, her soldiers, those who are still alive, can die.

As for the three Indian saints, they were defeated and would surely die.

But Hou Tu Niangniang was confident that she had the ability to let them choose how to die.

No, one Hou Tu Niangniang is not enough, it’s the way of heaven.

There could not be any deviation in how those people wanted the Three Saints to die.

Therefore, Su Ming's timely entry was just to give the Three Saints the final respect.

"Go back to where you came from, go back to your respective duties, fill in the gaps where there are slack people, and this calamity in the underworld will end here."

Hou Tu Niangniang originally wanted to bear the calamity herself, but once she was doomed, she would not be able to escape from everything that was connected to her.

Fortunately, after this disaster, the underworld will enjoy eternal good fortune.

It's up to him next.

The Three Indian Saints never came out since they entered the light curtain.

It was more than half an hour before I saw anyone again.

The three minutes agreed upon had already passed.

Su Ming walked out of the fog slowly without stopping.

He walked all the way out of the ring and back to the Eastern Altar.

When he stopped, he looked closely and saw something extra between his eyebrows...